Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

The refreshing icy taste soothed the scorching oily sensation from eating the spicy grilled fish. Luna tried her best not to utter any strange sounds.

She slowly opened her eyes and gently exhaled. The residual refreshing taste of the green tea made her entire body feel light and carefree.

This is far superior to the best Vic Mountain spring tea! Even the tea leaves harvested from that thousand-year-old tree that grandpa has don’t compare to the green tea in this ice cream! What kind of supreme grade green tea could be this extraordinarily flavorful? I even feel like my digestion has improved after taking just a single lick. Luna stared at the ice cream in her hand with unadulterated shock. It was exactly because she was a tea expert that she knew what such supreme quality tea leaves entailed.

Tea leaves of this caliber could be auctioned for several hundred thousand copper coins per 50 grams in Rodu. If there were a few avid tea enthusiasts participating in the auction, then that price could go even higher. After all, 25 grams of tea leaves from the thousand-year-old tree on Vic Mountain was auctioned for 100,000 copper coins, and these tea leaves were clearly of a higher caliber.

But Mag was using such supreme grade green tea to make ice cream! If her grandfather were to hear about this, he would be absolutely furious.

But this flavor really is super delicious! It’s sweet yet not overly rich, and also has a refreshing flavor. It really is an amazing dessert. Luna licked her lips before taking another lick of ice cream, and she was completely intoxicated by its flavor.

So sweet! So sweet!! So, so sweet!!! I feel like I’m in heaven! Ignatsu had already devoured most of his chocolate ice cream, and now wore a blissful expression on his chubby little face.

He really loved sweet foods, and this chocolate ice cream was the most delicious dessert that he had ever had. Each and every lick brought with it the alluring flavor of chocolate, coupled with a rich milky aroma. The texture was smooth and impeccable, and he felt as if he had been thrown into a jar of honey; it was the feeling of pure bliss!

“Yu... Yummy... Sweet...” Parber stood on the ground, and licked the ice cream in his hands. His hand-eye coordination was still a little lacking, so some of the ice cream had been smudged onto his nose and face. He walked around in a wobbly manner as he ate, and before he knew it, he had arrived beside the table upon which the two birdcages had been placed.

There was an empty little plate in front of Green Pea’s birdcage, and it was in the process of arranging its feathers, seemingly disinterested in the ice cream.

“Hey, kid, is the ice cream good?” A low voice suddenly sounded from within the cage that was enshrouded by the black cloth.

“It... it is.” Parber nodded firmly before licking his ice cream again, and a joyful expression appeared on his little face.

“I actually have something that’s even more delicious than ice cream; do you want it?” The low voice sounded once again.

“More delicious than ice cream?” Parber looked at the ice cream in his hands, then at the birdcage, and a hesitant expression appeared on his face.

“Indeed. It’s right here in this cage. You only have to climb up and take off this black cloth, and I’ll give you something even more delicious than ice cream,” the voice tempted.

“Alright!” Parber was ecstatic upon hearing that. He looked around, then pulled a chair over, and began to climb onto it. He held his vanilla ice cream in one hand, and reached out with his other hand to grab the black cloth.

“Parber, what are you doing?” Miranda was the first one to notice Parber climbing onto the chair, and was a little confused.

Everyone else was basking in the delicious flavor of their ice creams, but they also turned to look at Parber upon hearing Miranda’s inquisitive words.

Amy looked at Parber with a serious expression, and said, “You shouldn’t take off that black cloth; otherwise, you might=”

However, before she had a chance to finish her sentence, Parber had already grabbed onto a corner of the black cloth and tugged on it with all his might. The black cloth fell away, revealing an almost featherless black crow in a metal cage. Parber’s expression immediately stiffened upon seeing that.

“Hey there, little cutie.” Black Coal delivered an enthusiastic greeting

“Wah!” Parber immediately burst into tears as he retreated a couple of steps. The ice cream in his hand wobbled, and the top ball fell off, plummeting toward the ground.

“It’s shameful to waste food!” Black Coal immediately extended its neck, and opened its mouth to catch the ball of ice cream.

The ball was about as large as an infant’s fist, and it was falling with quite a bit of momentum. It fell straight into Black Coal’s mouth before getting stuck in its throat, making it appear as if it had suddenly grown a massive Adam’s apple.

Amy looked at the bawling Parber, and could only shrug with a resigned expression.

“Wow! This bird is so ugly!” Daphne yelled in surprise. She covered her eyes with her hands, and only dared to peek through the gaps between her fingers.

“Yeah, and where are its feathers? Why does it have such a massive neck?” Jessica was also slightly appalled.

“Am I the only one who thinks that it looks a little adorable? Like the really adorkable kind of bird?” Ignatsu licked his ice cream while chuckling like a snorting pig.

“Glug... Glug...” Black Coal skipped up and down in its cage as if it wanted to console the howling Parber, but the ice cream in its throat was preventing it from formulating any coherent words, which gave it a comical appearance.

Miranda slowly made her way over to Parber, and she put on a serious expression as she said, “It’s alright, don’t cry; men don’t cry over little things like this.”

“But... But... This bird is so ugly.” Parber pouted as he pointed at Black Coal. He was trying to suppress his tears as a pitiable expression appeared on his face.

“Glug... Glug!” Black Coal stuck its head out from within the cage as if it had something to say.

“Parber, it’s not right to talk about others like that.” Miranda shook her head as she looked at Parber.

Black Coal nodded in agreement, and looked at Parber with a

smug expression.

Miranda continued, “You see, even though it’s ugly, it at least has the presence of mind to hide itself beneath that black cloth. You were the one who took off the black cloth, so you can’t blame it for scaring you.”

“Splat!”

Black Coal fell back in its cage, and it slowly turned its head to the side as tears of grief flowed from its eyes.